You visit our humble town of Millner, And are met with many confiners. Our busy roads are clustered with Barriers dreamed of in only myths. Fountains, stores, and restaurants Have all been made into local haunts. For people of different walks, Cannot stop to chat or talk. You notice this inherent division, And stop to dream a utopist’s vision. A place where all can congregate, Where doors and shops will not be separate. Your dreams will soon be resonant, When all people will be affectionate. When pale men and those of color, Will find their hate becoming smaller. As a dreamer, you can see Ways to fulfill your prophecy. Although a dream, it has potential, And soon will be existential.
And are met with many confiners.
Our busy roads are clustered with
Barriers dreamed of in only myths.
Fountains, stores, and restaurants
Have all been made into local haunts.
For people of different walks,
Cannot stop to chat or talk.
You notice this inherent division,
And stop to dream a utopist’s vision.
A place where all can congregate,
Where doors and shops will not be separate.
Your dreams will soon be resonant,
When all people will be affectionate.
When pale men and those of color,
Will find their hate becoming smaller.
As a dreamer, you can see
Ways to fulfill your prophecy.
Although a dream, it has potential,
And soon will be existential.